C147 Vulnerable to a Single Blow!

Just as Mo Qingtong was about to stuff the black pill into her mouth …

Suddenly.

Ye Chenfeng's left hand gently rested on her wrist.

"Morning Wind …" Mo Qingtong's eyes turned red.

Ye Chenfeng didn't turn around and said lightly, "It's okay, I'll take care of everything."

It was such a simple sentence.

Mo Qingtong and Mo Qingchen relaxed.

Ye Chenfeng's voice had a magical power to it